Chapter 313： confident young man

Chapter 313 The Confident Young Years

Seeing Li Shu swaying, trotting past her shyly, the young man outside the door was so heartbroken, he couldn't figure out why his cousin dismissed him as a second-rank official, but treated such a I don't know where he came from, and the mediocre-looking kid is courteous!

I want to be literate and capable, and I want to be martial and capable, and I am one of the best in looks. How can my cousin be willing to degenerate! No, I can't just watch my cousin step into the fire pit, I want to save my cousin!

Sao Nian outside the door was heartbroken, so he came to Zhu Ping'an's room, stood there, pointed at Zhu Ping'an, and asked loudly: "Who are you?! How dare you dare to be in the Hou's mansion. Miss Fu is so presumptuous"

Zhu Ping'an ignored Sao Nian, who was inquiring about the crime, but turned his attention to Li Yanzhou who was following him, and asked Fatty Zhou who this **** was with his eyes.

How dare you ignore me? !

Seeing that Zhu Pingan ignored him, Sao Nian was heartbroken, and his anger rose, but before he could get angry, he heard this mediocre boy who ignored him speak.

"Uncle, who is this young master?"

Zhu Ping'an's understatement made that Sao Nian dumbfounded in an instant, what the hell, what is his name, cousin Yan Zhou, uncle? ! What do you mean, don't you mean? Thinking about the actions of Li Shu and Zhu Ping'an, Sao Nian guessed the truth of the matter all of a sudden, and then the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning.

When my aunt said earlier that she would introduce Li Shu’s cousin to me, I was a little hesitant at the time. This Li Shu was just the young lady of the third master’s family who was the least favored in Linhuaihou’s mansion, but after meeting Li Shu today, I was shocked instantly, this is the best of the best, several times more beautiful than the head oiran in Taohongyuan.

This kind of beauty should be matched with a talent like me! Only a hero like me can match my cousin! Perfect match! Perfect!

Sao Nian made up his mind to agree to his aunt after only seeing Li Shu, but, Nima, what's the matter with this big uncle?

"Cough cough. This is my cousin, Zheng Duo, the second son of my uncle Zheng Da, the chief envoy of Zhejiang Province. Cough cough, cousin, this one. Well, it's Zhu Pingan, the third uncle who betrothed the fifth sister in the countryside. The third uncle just told the family about this marriage, and I haven't had time to tell you yet."

Fatty Zhou coughed twice, and introduced.

"Ah. Cousin Shu'er is engaged? Or from the countryside?" Zheng Duo seemed unable to accept the news, and looked Zhu Pingan up and down, both disdainful and indignant, "Is cousin Shu'er born to my third uncle? Why is my third uncle like this?" To Cousin Shu’er. No, I can’t just sit and watch Cousin Shu’er fall into the fire pit.”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Duo seemed to feel the call of justice, and vowed to rescue cousin Shu'er from the flames. He turned around with indignation and walked out, probably to find Mrs. Linhuai Hou or the old man of the Hou family. The wife has gone.

"Cousin, wait for me." Fatty Zhou yelled, and chased after him with his fat body tossing.

Zhu Pingan looked at the figures of the two leaving, smiled slightly, and a "rival in love" appeared inexplicably. It is estimated that my life in the Hou Mansion will not be peaceful, but it is enough for the soldiers to cover up the water and soil, and then bow their heads and continue to eat their own meals.

Things were as Zhu Ping'an thought, just after taking a nap in the afternoon, a servant came to tell Zhu Ping'an that Master Li Yan Zhou, Master Zheng Duo, and Miss Hou's Mansion held a tea poetry party in Zhuyuan and invited Zhu Ping'an. Safe to participate.

Uh, so boring!

The fat man who had kissed him, the second generation ancestor who thought that Pan An was alive and Li Bai was possessed, and the lady who was intriguing in the back house. Such a poetry meeting, at best, will only be the Chongyang Heroes Poetry Meeting in the Dream of Red Mansions.

However, Zhu Pingan still overestimated the

The scene of the poetry meeting was well arranged. The beautiful maids in the Hou's mansion were mobilized to make tea with bamboo, and the long pavilion in the bamboo garden was also arranged, with tables and chairs added. The props of Qushui Liushang were specially placed, and several calligraphy treasures were hung around them. I don’t know whose ones belonged to them, but it feels good. They probably found them from the treasury to set off the atmosphere; the ground of the pavilion was also covered with a red carpet. , all the way to the bottom of the steps, making it look like an Oscar awards ceremony. Several potted plants were placed in the long pavilion, and four incense burners were placed in the corridor. The precious spices were thrown in like firewood, and the smell was strong and greasy.

In addition, a few little maids were also arty to play the piano and play the zither, and even the pillars were tied with red ribbons.

Yah, didn’t you know that the red ribbon is a symbol of resistance to domestic violence in modern society?

Several ladies from the Hou Mansion, including Li Shu, were also present. There were also a group of maids and old ladies serving in the arena. In addition, the bears and little girls from the Hou Mansion were also present to join in the fun.

When Zhu Ping'an was led into the bamboo garden by a servant, that Mr. Zheng Duo was about to compose a poem. At this moment, Mr. Zheng changed into a white brocade suit, which was spotless, tight inside and out, very decent, and his hair was crowned with fine flawless jade. He looked a hundred times more modest than Zhu Ping'an.

At this moment, Mr. Zheng is holding his hands behind his back, his eyes are shining brightly, his eyebrows are like black ink, he seems to have the courage of all men, and he seems to be able to swallow Ling Yunzhi just by opening his mouth.

As soon as Zhu Ping’an entered the Changting Pavilion, Mr. Zheng started to move, flamboyant and phoenix dancing, and writing a pen was a hearty poem:

"Ode to Penglai Pavilion"

What a Penglai Pavilion, where gods sit on top.

The sun is warm and the sea water shines in the center.

Put wine by the window and sing to the sea.

If you compare the amount of alcohol, it is better to get drunk!

After finishing this poem, Mr. Zheng put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, clean and neat, quite like a gentleman.

Zhu Ping'an walked up to the long pavilion and saw this song "Penglai Pavilion".

The second and third misses of the Hou Mansion read the poem written by this cousin, the corners of their mouths twitched, but they didn't say a word. Li Shu rolled her eyes, unwilling to take another look.

Fatty Zhou yelled hello a few times, and of course the little maids and old ladies around him also echoed and booed good poems and so on. Amidst the applause, Mr. Zheng was complacent and quite complacent.

"Oh, isn't this a genius from the countryside? Come on, come on, you are limited to Penglai Pavilion, and write a poem to see." After Mr. Zheng saw Zhu Ping'an, his eyes lit up, and he asked Zhu Ping'an to do the same. A poem.

What a Penglai Pavilion, singing to the sea. This kind of poetry meeting, participate in a yarn! It hurts your hearing! With this time, I might as well go back and read more books to prepare for the palace exam.

"Cough, cough, Mr. Zheng is talented, Ping'an is ashamed. Well, Ping'an still has important things to do, excuse me." Zhu Ping'an said something with the corners of his mouth, then cupped his hands to the crowd, turned and left.

Looking at Zhu Ping'an's figure turning and leaving, Zheng Duo was a little incredulous, it turned out to be too easy. Zheng Duo led this poetry meeting originally with the intention of showing off his talent in front of Li Shu, and by the way used his talent to overwhelm Zhu Pingan, making Li Shu realize that he is a good match, but unexpectedly, the goal was achieved so easily.

Subdue without fighting! I kind of adore myself!

Look, Cousin Li Shu looks at me differently than before.

Zheng Duo felt that it was necessary for him to make persistent efforts and write another poem to completely stabilize his reputation, so he went back to the table again, picked up the brush and prepared to write another poem.

"There are still things in my room that need to be put away, so you play slowly." Li Shu said lightly, and then led the little girl with buns away gracefully.

(end of this chapter)